Which Pat Fellows do you know? Is it the salad shop guy? High school or personal running coach? Blogger? Rock star hopeful? Husband and father? Hugs + high fives creator? King of snark? Fitness and health advocate? FreshJunkie race guy? Dude who wrote a hilarious ad trying to sell a van? Writer of random text… Continue reading Getting to Know (Pat Fellows)
Getting to Know (Kristie Cornell)
A few years ago, as I was training for a marathon, I had a crazy dream, which I wrote about at the time. It went something like this: I was in an adventure race with a bunch of my gailfriends, and we were running, and then there was the paddle part, and the water was… Continue reading Getting to Know (Kristie Cornell)
Red-letter, I mean, red-legged day
I don't ordinarily share the entire story of a birding adventure, but yesterday was a special day in the bird-watching books, with a wonderful outcome! Some very happy birding buddies! On Thursday of last week, Louisiana birders started getting alerts, on a rare bird GroupMe, on our birding Facebook pages, eBird, and elsewhere that at… Continue reading Red-letter, I mean, red-legged day
Love in every bite
This weekend, I baked Father's Day cookies for my dear father-in-law, Art, whom we call Papa. Just a cookie, you might say, but for me this simple act of love is wrapped up in history and emotions. Many of you know that my mom was a prolific cookie-baker who made thousands of cookies for friends,… Continue reading Love in every bite
Have you seen this girl?
Have you seen this girl? Me either, at least not for a while. 🙁 I ran across this photo the other day and decided to post it as my #mondaymotivation to lose a few extra pandemic pounds and get back into shape. But last night it occurred to me that this girl isn’t just lighter… Continue reading Have you seen this girl?
She believed she could, so she did
#MedalMonday #GulfCoastChallenge Under the crushing weight of grief from my dad's death in May, the Gulf Coast Challenge gave me a glimmer of hope that was nearly dashed by a bike wreck six weeks ago that left me with a broken rib and a bruised spirit. But my husband will tell you I am nothing… Continue reading She believed she could, so she did
Say the things
I've been trying for a couple of weeks now to figure out how/what to say about Dad's recent death, the events leading up to it, how I feel now, etc. Writing is the way I work through emotions and events, and yet, I'm not entirely ready or able to work this out. So. I've decided… Continue reading Say the things
Today as I prepped the front flower beds for fall planting, working in new, nutrient-rich soil with the old, I was struck by the idea of abundance. We have an absolute abundance of joy in our lives: good health, a strong marriage, the best friends, a beautiful home, jobs we like ... so very many… Continue reading Abundance
Dear Denise (a love letter):
The first time I met you was at the apartment where Dad was living. He tried to play it off like it was his apartment, but there was girl stuff in the bathroom, and the decor didn't really seem like his style. I don't remember much else about that visit, except that you had beautiful… Continue reading Dear Denise (a love letter):